The 165 scrolls of the Purple Mansion Immortal Yuan exploded

"Catch up with the poisonous corpse. Don't let the poisonous corpse get to the fork in the road and escape. Brother in the back. Tie it up with a winding technique! Who threw the iron vine seeds just now? Don't help me untie it yet. ”

A big man dressed in a monster skin. Raise the spirit sword and stab the poisonous corpse. yelled excitedly. Behind him, I don't know who hit an iron vine seed. Wrap him around. In the original movement is not.

The big man screamed angrily. No, don't split the iron vine that wraps around him. Dozens of monks swept past him at a rapid pace. No one paid any attention to him. Leave him behind.

"Click!"

"Boom!"

The tunnel on the second floor of the cave is deep: Many monks hurried after the poisonous corpse. From time to time, he cast spells at the zombie. Numerous fireballs and ice picks crackled through the mine.

There were also some monks who were clamoring and shouting. Swearing.

"Who throws spells. Then Lao Tzu head the fireball. Lao Tzu slashed him to death with a knife! They all saw the poisonous corpse and threw it again. A man in a green shirt rushed to the front. Hit by a few flying fireballs. The amulet shakes. One of the staggered after being beaten. Angrily snarled back. But I couldn't find who threw it.

Any one is in the spirit stone mine on the second floor of the cave. Monks who come and go. I was so angry that I wanted to scold my mother. The tunnel is too narrow. At most, two or three monks can pass at the same time.

But you have to deal with that fierce poisonous corpse. Not five or six monks from the ninth layer of the Qi refining period shot at the same time. Can't be suppressed at all. If there are too few people chasing. One or two monks. And to be turned back by the poisonous corpse and scratch a claw. But there are too many people chasing. The mine is crowded and chaotic. The spell hit failed to injure the corpse. Instead, he injured the monk in front of him first.

Correct. It cannot be ruled out that some monks secretly maliciously wanted to cause accidental injuries to other monks. Random play

There were twenty or thirty monks chasing the poisonous corpse. Some monks chased too quickly, but were injured by the poisonous corpse gas that erupted from the back of the poisonous corpse. Or in the confusion, he was accidentally injured by the spells of other monks behind him. Forced to withdraw from the chase.

Be that as it may. The monk who always chased after this poisonous corpse. There are still more than 20 people.

They seem to have decided. So many people are chasing this poisonous corpse. There must be something good about this poisonous corpse. Otherwise, why are so many disciples of various sects chasing and killing this poisonous corpse? Lao Tzu also chases, and must not let others rob the advantage.

Ye Qin's aura was calm, and he quickly dodged the spells that were shooting indiscriminately from behind him. so as not to be injured by mistake. Unhurriedly, he followed behind the yellow-robed middle-aged monk and the golden-clothed man.

The strength of the two of them is extremely strong. If you want to kill the poisonous corpse, these two must be indispensable. He himself was not in a hurry to kill the corpse. The best picture scroll that can be obtained from this poisonous corpse is not the best picture scroll. It's not a big deal for him. There are enough spirit stones here for him to dig into.

The monks chased after the mine for nearly half an hour. The poisonous corpse finally got headlong into a large cave mining site where spirit stones were excavated, and jumped around in the big cave restlessly, no longer escaping.

This is its old nest. It is also the one who is waiting for its death to be in danger. It instinctively fled back here. There is no escape after escaping here. Because it's a dead mine cavern. There is no way to escape to any other side.

More than a dozen monks chased after Xiao Tian. Cursing poured into the big cavern. Quickly surround this poisonous corpse. Keep playing spells. Quickly bombard the poisonous corpse. At the same time, be careful not to be injured by the poisonous corpse gas emitted by this poisonous corpse.

Among these people. Except for the yellow-robed man of the Que Gate. There are also disciples of various sects. and the two Qingdan disciples of Old Man Ye Qinkong. Old man Kong had been following behind Ye Qin. There is no presumptuousness. The two of them were able to enter the cave together. It is also rare among the more than ten people.

This poisonous corpse has absorbed thousands of years of aura in the mines. In fact, it can be regarded as a very powerful top-level "ghost spirit weapon". Any Qi Refining Stage cultivator who encounters it alone will suffer. It's a pity that it can't be tougher. I couldn't bear the constant bombardment of spells from the eighth and ninth layers of the Qi Refining Period. Fireball, Icicle, Wind Blade, Thunder. A succession of spells blasted past. Fry it until the skin is peeled open. It deserves its bad luck. It's okay to control some skeleton puppets to provoke this large group of trial disciples of various sects. If it's safer. Maybe I'll live a little longer.

The poisonous corpse constantly sprayed poisonous corpse gas along the way to fight back. Dozens of mouthfuls were sprayed. It has wounded more than a dozen monks who pursued it. By now, it had been unable to spew any poisonous corpse gas. Just jumping wildly. Dancing its claws at the nearest monk. At the same time, it was subjected to the spell bombardment of more than a dozen monks. It seems to feel the fear of dying. Cowering in fear in a corner of the large cavern.

"Phew!"

The yellow-robed middle-aged monk saw the poisonous corpse. A breath that has been given by numerous spells. But it never fell. Some are impatient. It's time to see the time. A loud shout. Throw out a small round shield artifact. The round shield swirled in mid-air. Turned into a thick, heavy round shield. It slammed into the head of the poisonous corpse.

"Smack". Will be the corpse's tough head. Smashed half of the round shield artifact. A golden sword flashed. The remaining half of the poisonous corpse's head flew completely. Tumbling on.

It was the man in gold who struck again.

The poisonous corpse had no head. Fell on the rock.

Play. Only then did the crowd see. When the corpse retreats in the corner. A small box made of gold and stone in his hand. The poisonous corpse died. The little box then rolled down on it.

More than a dozen monks besieged the poisonous corpse. The time became hot.

This small box is not big. It can also put down dozens of spirit stones. Poisonous corpse - holding a small box for no reason. The noodles must have hidden items that were very important to this poisonous corpse. The miners are dead though. Became a poisonous corpse. But its instinct still makes it cling to the most important item in life.

More than a dozen monks glanced at each other.

Almost all of them came from different sects. I wanted to grab the box. No one dared to rush over easily. That would only be a living target for all the other monks. Under heavy attack.

The man in gold accepted the flying sword technique. Glancing at the monks in the big cave. Suddenly, he said to the yellow-robed monk, "Senior Brother Zhong." It seems that the strength of the two of us is half a catty. There weren't many items left behind by this poisonous corpse. Let's divide it evenly. What do you think?"

In addition to the yellow-robed monk, more than a dozen monks from various sects in the cave were furious when they heard this. He turned his head to stare at the man in gold. Surround this poisonous corpse. They also contributed a lot. Why didn't they get a point in this little box?

The yellow-robed middle-aged monk. Glancing at the dozen or so monks in the cave. I weighed it in. of doable. He smirked, "Ahh That's a good idea. ”

The yellow-robed monk is also a character who does not spit out bones.

A small box, regardless of whether it contained some noodles, gathered here more than a dozen monks from various sects. Always not enough points. He teamed up with Jin Yizi. It was enough to suppress these more than ten ordinary Qi Refining Stage cultivators. Occupying this box shouldn't be a problem.

Of course, he and the man in gold don't like each other, but they might as well join forces in snatching this small box. Get rid of the other dozen or so monks first—and see what the box contains.

If it's an important item. Hehe, you have to have a good competition with this Senior Brother Yu.

"Today, I'm in a good mood and don't want to open a big killing. If you don't want to die, leave by yourself. This box belongs to me and my brother. You don't stand any chance. "The yellow-robed monk is quite self-conscious of the shield magic weapon in his hand.

The abacus of the two of them rang loudly. Steadily eat many other ordinary repairs

More than a dozen other monks. Speechless in anger.

But the situation is stronger than people. The more than a dozen of us are combined. can barely compete with these two core disciples. But here's the thing. They don't come from the same sect at all. Can't be united. No one wants to rush to the front to be a substitute for the dead. How can you fight with two core disciples of the Ancient Weapon Sect and the Que Sect who have magic weapons?

Ye Qin was also very depressed in his heart. He was still counting on these two core disciples to fight. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, they formed an alliance. If these two cores don't join forces. If you fight each other. These ordinary disciples still had a chance to take the opportunity to grab the small box. But they joined forces. Ordinary disciples are not given a chance at all. Even if he also has magic weapons. I don't dare to fight easily.

The monks cursed in a low voice. Prepare to leave.

There was a monk from a small sect. Before leaving, I was not reconciled. The sleeve of his coat slammed out a wind blade. Hit the little box. Break the outer shell of the small box. Let's see what's inside.

"Whoa!"

The locket was split by the Wind Blade. Roll out of it as many as dozens of palm-sized rolls. Lie on it.

More than a dozen ordinary monks present looked at it. They were all stunned. His eyes widened.

Even if it's a yellow-robed monk. Two men in gold. Equally dumbfounded. Unbelievable.

The scrolls in this little box. There are as many as thirty volumes.

Inside the Great Cave. There was a dead silence. Only the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard.

Scrolls of drawings and scrolls for other purposes. It's easy to tell the difference. Even idiots. You can see it too. Those are the map scrolls of the mines. This poisonous corpse. Dozens of scrolls of diagrams. are all collected in its locket. No wonder there was no trace of the scroll that he had never been able to find as a monk.

They really had nothing to say. Perverted.

Whew!

Several figures. A no. Suddenly, he lunged at the scrolls.

According to the promise of the head of the Qingdan Gate. Any trial team only needs to return a scroll and give it to the sect. Each member of the squad can receive a Chiku-ki-dan reward. If you can get more scrolls. The more rewards you get to Tsukidan. The rewards of the Qingdanmen are so heavy. The rewards of other sects are definitely not low.

He***. Who the hell cares about the core disciples now, whether they are core disciples or not core disciples. Grab the scroll of the figure. Lao Tzu had the opportunity to become a monk in the foundation building period.

Burst. There was a constant snort. More than a dozen monks with extremely red eyes went crazy. Kicks, punches, and flies. The sword light flickered. Coaxing on the scrolls. Inside the Great Cave. There was a lot of chaos. No one cares about any alliances. Let's talk about the picture scroll that I snatched.

Ye Qin reacted extremely quickly. A flutter. Place a copy of the picture scroll. Copied into the hand-

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The last day of October. Ask for a commuter pass. There's another chapter update tonight. Estimated to be a little later.